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Although Fudan University was relatively remote in 1994, it quickly became lively when it went further to the southwest.

Last year, there were only two bars on the entire Hengshan Road, but this year it suddenly increased to dozens. It has quickly become a mecca for petty bourgeoisie in Shenghai. Many white-collar workers working in foreign companies come here for consumption after get off work, and there are many foreigners who speak different languages.

"A glass of cider," Song Weiyang sat at the bar, turned to ask Yang Xiao, "What does Editor Yang drink?"

Yang Xiao said to the bartender: "Thank you for two glasses."

Song Weiyang introduced: "There are now two bar streets in the whole of China. One is Huadu Baietan, and the other is Shenghai Hengshan Road. This Fulu bar is the best in Shenghai."

Yang Xiao asked: "Do you often come here to consume?"

"Occasionally, it's not far from school anyway." Song Weiyang laughed.

Mainly because the environment here is good, there are no monsters. In Song Weiyang's view, a bar is just a place to drink. There shouldn't be a dance floor, let alone being squeezed by heavy metal music.

It just so happens that this bar is very in line with Song Weiyang's wishes, you can drink, you can eat, there is also a small stage, listening to singers singing campus folk or rock songs.

At this moment, a group called "Blue Sand" is jumping and jumping on the stage.

This broken group seems to be a double vocalist, one vocalist is called Huang Bo, and the other vocalist is called Hang Hang.

In the winter, Huang Bo wore a black translucent mesh shirt with flowing bangs. He was quite an idol singer. He stretched out his arms and sang Aaron Kwok's "I Can't End Love for You": "Love and Love for You" I can never finish, every day, every day, every month, every year..."

Yang Xiao felt the atmosphere in the bar, and commented: "Shenghai is indeed more developed than Rongcheng, and there is not even a decent bar in Xikang."

"There are so many teahouses in Rongcheng." Song Weiyang laughed.

Yang Xiao couldn't help but laugh. The two belonged to Xikang fellows, and they were relieved by chatting casually.

Yang Xiao said: "Song classmate is named Zhen Xikang. I didn't expect to hide in Fudan to study. When I first saw the name of the author of "Resident Evil", I thought it was the same name and surname."

"How did Editor-in-Chief Yang come to Shenghai to find me?" Song Weiyang asked.

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "I'm here to find you and classmate Nie Jun. After hearing your story in Xianghui Hall, I decided to find you only."

Yang Xiao is very smart. She not only actively expands the influence of Science Fiction World, but also pays special attention to the cultivation of science fiction authors. As long as you find a potential author, you can either contact you by letter or phone, or simply visit your door. When the author is in a trough, he will be helpful.

Song Weiyang and Nie Jun didn’t attend the gala award ceremony. Yang Xiao immediately believed that these two people were not hard-core science fiction fans, so he personally came to Fudan to stabilize them and induce them to devote more energy to science fiction creation. .

Of course, Yang Xiao is not a saint, she wins over the author while suppressing her peers.

When "The King of Science Fiction" was preparing to start its publication this year, a special person was sent to visit the big brother in Chengdu. As a result, those people received a cold reception in front of Yang Xiao. Not only that, Yang Xiao also publicly declared that the "Science Fiction World" edited by her was the only science fiction magazine in China.

Compared to Yang Xiao, Song Weiyang actually deals with her successor, Alai.

Alai's "Dust Settled" was created when Yang Xiao was an editor, and later succeeded as the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World".

"What is the name of the story you told?" Yang Xiao asked.

""Three Body"." Song Weiyang said.

Yang Xiao invited: "Can you write it down? "Science Fiction World" is serialized with the best layout."

"Let's talk about it," Song Weiyang said, "rather than talking about science fiction, it's better to talk about how to hold a Chinese science fiction convention."

"China Science Fiction Conference? I'm afraid it won't cause much repercussions." Yang Xiao said.

Song Weiyang said: "What do you think? The location of the Science Fiction Conference is set in Shenghai. An official of the Shenghai City Propaganda Department is my senior. I also have acquaintances on the Shenghai Education Station. It can be broadcast on TV. The magazine "World of Science Fiction" is responsible for sponsoring, and inviting several famous science fiction authors and astronauts at home and abroad, it will definitely be a hit!"

"Science fiction literature belongs to a small audience, and there are not many followers." Yang Xiao was afraid that the money would be ineffective.

Song Weiyang laughed and said: "Science books such as "A Brief History of Time" suddenly became popular in the second half of this year and will definitely become even more popular next year. These popular science books can turn many readers into science fiction fans. As for the sponsorship funding, your magazine publishes Some, Shenghai City Government will provide some, and Xifeng will sponsor some. I have a requirement that Xifeng must be named for the Science Fiction Conference. We hold it every four years, and Xifeng has the naming rights for the first three sessions. Let’s put science fiction together The market is bigger!"

Yang Xiao was a little moved, drinking and saying, "I'll go back and discuss with the president."

"No problem, you can think about it slowly," Song Weiyang said, "It's best to set the conference time for the winter and summer vacations."

On the stage, Huang Bo had finished singing "I Can't End To Love You", and there was sparse applause in the bar.

Song Weiyang took out 100 yuan and said to the waiter: "A few buddies who sing~lightnovelpub.net~ and order a glass of Martell for each of them."

"Mr. Your last name." The waiter asked.

"Menggui, his surname is Song." Song Weiyang said.

It didn't take long for the members of the Blue Sands Group to pick up their wine glasses. Huang Bo toasted to Song Weiyang: "Thank you Mr. Song at the bar, thank you for your support, and send a song "Wish You Peace" to Mr. Song. I wish you all the best and all the best!"

It is estimated that I was tired from dancing just now, and Huang Bo changed to a lyrical song.

"Two more fried rice!" Song Weiyang said to the waiter.

As soon as the fried rice was brought here, Song Weiyang had not had time to eat, when Lin Zhuoyun and a young man came to the bar.

"Snapped!"

The young man snapped his fingers and said in a strange accent in Chinese: "A glass of whiskey without ice. Give this lady another glass..."

"Juice." Lin Zhuoyun said.

The young man smiled and said, "Yes, juice."

Seeing Song Weiyang staring at these two people, Yang Xiao couldn't help but ask: "Do you know?" As soon as he asked, he immediately smiled, "I remember, this beauty is the spokesperson of Xifeng Canned Food, every bottle of Xifeng There are pictures of her on the tins."

"Farewell first!"

Song Weiyang grabbed the fried rice and swept over, making a surprised face: "Hey, Teacher Lin, you also come to the bar for dinner!"

"Song Weiyang, why are you here?" Lin Zhuoyun was a little surprised.

Song Weiyang asked: "This man is your friend?"

Before Lin Zhuoyun answered, the young man proactively stretched out his right hand: "Hello, I am Ellen, my Chinese name is Li Yalun, and I am a Chinese American."

"Oh, lucky to meet," Song Weiyang smiled, "My name is Song Weiyang, my English name is Arthur, and I also have a friend named Galen. I usually squat in the grass and chat."

"..." Li Yalun didn't know how to answer, and began to doubt his ability to understand Chinese.